Trifecta

Chapter 2

I got to the place parked. The building was huge. I walked inside and went up to his office. I sat in the chair as I saw my future boss staring out the window of his office. He turned around. "State your name." He said gruffly. His voice was so deep and rough but sexy. "Aaliyah, Aaliyah Tipton."

"Ah my new worker. Call me Alejandro or Mr. Ramires"

"Yeah that's me." I said  excited and ready to work. "You seem confident." He said while smirking at me. "That's good, I find that attractive, astonishing, and overall amazing. That someone can be so confident for something that I know they aren't ready for." He complimented my confidence which made me blush but I was shaking on the inside. "Do you know what this is really for?" He asked me. "Um- No, no-not really" He smiled and winked at me. "Well I'm a mafia leader and a drug lord. I'm looking for a right hand. Some one I can trust and can call on for anything. You think you can do that?" He asked. I was unprepared to answer but it was a high pay and I needed it. "Yeah I- I guess."

"Aw where'd your confidence go sweetheart.?" I realized I was stuttering after he told me what it really was that this job was. He got in my face testing me. I didn't move a muscle. I didn't show fear. He smiled and winked at me. "Hmm. You seem fearless, but kind hearted. You also look like the type to do as your told."

"I can be from time to time" I said to him seductively. I saw his hand slowly go up my leg stopping at my neck. "You like that?" He asked in a rough tone. I shook my head and smiled in pleasure. He stepped away and sat back in his seat. "Congrats!" He said as he smiled at me. "You got the job." I smiled and jumped out my seat "you start now. I need you to drive me somewhere, this is your start to prove if I can trust you or not. Follow me" I followed him outside to a car. He got in the passenger seat. I got in the drivers side and he showed me where to go. The ride was silent but it seemed kinda short. We got to the place and we both got out. It was an abandoned building. We walked inside and I saw his station where he makes his drugs. I looked around and saw a silhouette of someone through a blacked out window tied to a chair. "What's that?" I asked as I pointed to a door. He looked over and walked over and signaled me to follow him. He opened the door and I saw some one. "Who is that?" I asked out of curiosity "That is who I need you to take care of."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, he fucked me over. Tried to give me dry wall as something to sell." I looked at him scared but curious. "So what am I doing?" I asked curiously. He grabbed a gun off of a table and gave it to me. "You know how to work this?" I nodded my head and took it. I checked the clip. I examined the gun and recognized it. It was a 9 millimeter Glock with laser sights and an extended clip. I cocked it back and aimed at the person. Before I shot I heard them speak. "Please don't!!" The person screamed. Alejandro closed the door and walked to the person and started speaking to him. "Don't? What do you mean? You fucked me over. You were my Right hand, My rock, My brother. But now your nothing but a filthy traitor." He patted the man's shoulders and walked towards me. He showed me directly where to aim and turned on the laser. I took the gun off safety and cocked it back. I took a deep breath trying to shake my nerves until I heard the guy beg. "Please, please don't do this. I'll do anything I promise you I won't make another mistake."
"I know you won't." Alejandro said. "SHOOT!" He exclaimed I closed my eyes and shot 3 times. I heard the chair creak and fall then the body hit the floor. I opened my eyes and placed the gun on the dresser realizing what I just done. "I- I just killed somebody." I freaked out I didn't know what to do. I almost broke down in tears. "I could go to jail I- I- I can't go to jail." Alejandro grabbed me and held me with comfort. "Shh. Calm down." His voice was seemed softer it was deep but he sounded vulnerable. "I understand that was hard for you. But you don't have to worry I got you."

"Was he really your brother?" I looked up and asked him. "No I treated him like he was though." I wiped my eyes and followed him out the room. "You two." Two of his workers look up. "Get that dead fucker outta there. Fast." They rushed in the room and carried him out. We walked back out to the car and I drove him to a club. He got out and walked to the door. "What do I do with the car?"

"Keep it." He said. I shrugged my shoulders and drove home. I went home and went straight to bed, trying to forget what I just went through